Wild child
The Doors
All right,
Wild child full of grace
Savior of the human race,
Your cool face
Natural child, terrible child
Not your mother's or your father's child
Your our child, screamin' wild
An ancient rulage of grains,
And the trees of the night
With hunger at her heels,
Freedom in her eyes
She dances on her knees,
Pirate prince at her side
Stirrin' into a hollow idols eyes
Wild child full of grace,
Savior of the human race
Your cool face,
Your cool face,
Your cool face
Do you remember when we were in Africa?
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